Post by Celes Castellanos on Mar 28, 2020 18:02:11 GMT -5
Over the time that she became a Shinigami, trained as one until now, Celes realized that there was one thing she truly lacked. Shinigami could specialize in 4 different styles. Zanjutsu, the art and mastery of the Zanpakutou. Hakuda, the art of hand to hand combat. Hohou, the art of step techniques and evasion. Finally Kido, the art of utilizing spells. Of the four, Celes definitely was the most lacking in the Kido department. The question was how she was going to become better at it.
As she mulled it over, Celes suddlenly exclaimed to herself. "Ah! I know how I am going to do this!!!" With a sudden twist, she began to run out of her barracks and quickly decided that she was going to self advertise. She didn't have any techniques to do so instead she did it the old fashioned way. Some time later and dozens of pencils and stacks of paper later, Celes had created flyers. They advertisement consisted of a crude drawing similiar to what one would expect of Rukia's.
The advertisements each described who Celes was. Her Squad designation and that she wished to learn whatever manner of Kido that she could to become a more well rounded Shinigami. As she began finishing up, she quickly ran around the Sireitei and began posting flyers everywhere. It didn't matter where just as long as it was visible to all those who walked by those areas. Celes was acting very much like a child trying to get attention as she posted them in every conceivable space. To a regular person it must have been madening.
As she finished up posting her little advertisements everywhere, it had already become what appeared to be noon. The poor unseated Shinigami was exhausted from not only running everywhere, but just being energetic. As she lays on the porch of her barracks, she admired all that was around her. The Soul Society was truly a beautiful place. Full of life or I guess it was full of souls, but nonetheless, she had a place here finally and she would do whatever she could to become stronger.
Still waiting around, she began to drift off into a weird headspace. She reminisced about the past. Her sister and their mother. How they had tragically died. How Celes was left all alone. All she had left at the time was herself. Nobody else until she had met whom she was supposed to marry. Even then it turned out that fate was too cruel, taking her away from him. It was quite the experience as she was suddenly ripped from the headspace due to shock. It was almost maddening how quick the recoil was.
She continued to keep her eyes open for anyone who may have been interested in teaching her. This would also be a glorious oppurtunity to learn more Shinigami. To become acquainted with them and make connections. As of yet, Celes only one aspiration. That was to make herself and her family, wherever they may be proud. She smiled a bit as she sighed, taking note of the ambient noise of the trees that surrounded her. She owed it to herself. She had to become stronger, no matter the cost.
As she mulled it over, Celes suddlenly exclaimed to herself. "Ah! I know how I am going to do this!!!" With a sudden twist, she began to run out of her barracks and quickly decided that she was going to self advertise. She didn't have any techniques to do so instead she did it the old fashioned way. Some time later and dozens of pencils and stacks of paper later, Celes had created flyers. They advertisement consisted of a crude drawing similiar to what one would expect of Rukia's.
The advertisements each described who Celes was. Her Squad designation and that she wished to learn whatever manner of Kido that she could to become a more well rounded Shinigami. As she began finishing up, she quickly ran around the Sireitei and began posting flyers everywhere. It didn't matter where just as long as it was visible to all those who walked by those areas. Celes was acting very much like a child trying to get attention as she posted them in every conceivable space. To a regular person it must have been madening.
As she finished up posting her little advertisements everywhere, it had already become what appeared to be noon. The poor unseated Shinigami was exhausted from not only running everywhere, but just being energetic. As she lays on the porch of her barracks, she admired all that was around her. The Soul Society was truly a beautiful place. Full of life or I guess it was full of souls, but nonetheless, she had a place here finally and she would do whatever she could to become stronger.
Still waiting around, she began to drift off into a weird headspace. She reminisced about the past. Her sister and their mother. How they had tragically died. How Celes was left all alone. All she had left at the time was herself. Nobody else until she had met whom she was supposed to marry. Even then it turned out that fate was too cruel, taking her away from him. It was quite the experience as she was suddenly ripped from the headspace due to shock. It was almost maddening how quick the recoil was.
She continued to keep her eyes open for anyone who may have been interested in teaching her. This would also be a glorious oppurtunity to learn more Shinigami. To become acquainted with them and make connections. As of yet, Celes only one aspiration. That was to make herself and her family, wherever they may be proud. She smiled a bit as she sighed, taking note of the ambient noise of the trees that surrounded her. She owed it to herself. She had to become stronger, no matter the cost.